Caressed by Joseph's invitation and kiss, Annie's mind spends the night wandering in and out of a dreamy haze. She can't believe his comment when he'd reached out to slide his hand along the length of her hair: It's even softer than it looks. So following this starry-eyed night, their silent encounter in the cloakroom makes no sense to Annie—who has no clue why Joseph will never talk to her, again.
The fact that Annie and Joseph relate to their kiss from subjective points of view influences the bent of Annie's life for decades to come. When reactions, which seem harmless to one infuriate another—there's usually good reason as to why those discrepancies exist.
Could this sad situation have gone from bad to better had he/she asked questions and listened to each other, seriously? How realistic would that course of action have been for two kids?
Why had I not thought to apologize?
How might adults have handled this problem?
Ha! When hot spots are tapped, how often do adults act like angry children rather than reflecting over conflicts—calmly, compassionately, objectively?
Double Ha!
Whereas subjective thoughts
Tend to be defensive in nature
Objective thoughts inspire compassion and trust
Which lead to forgiveness, all around.
(On the other hand if trust is broken, repeatedly, then separation is likely.)
The fact that Annie and Joseph relate to their kiss from subjective points of view influences the bent of Annie's life for decades to come. When reactions, which seem harmless to one infuriate another—there's usually good reason as to why those discrepancies exist.
Could this sad situation have gone from bad to better had he/she asked questions and listened to each other, seriously? How realistic would that course of action have been for two kids?
Why had I not thought to apologize?
How might adults have handled this problem?
Ha! When hot spots are tapped, how often do adults act like angry children rather than reflecting over conflicts—calmly, compassionately, objectively?
Double Ha!
Whereas subjective thoughts
Tend to be defensive in nature
Objective thoughts inspire compassion and trust
Which lead to forgiveness, all around.
(On the other hand if trust is broken, repeatedly, then separation is likely.)
So back in the classroom, here's what takes places next.
A cold war vendetta grows up between us. As I'm twelve and as it's my unconscious habit to stuff my sense of grief, I walk forward with a smile on my face, while my heart constricts within a deeply confused space. Though a large portion of me feels devastated, I perceive of myself as whole—because I've no clue that my self confidence with guys was pummeled on that bus. And during Jr. High, what little is left of my self confidence will grow rusty behind a wall of denial, deep inside my mind.
When self confidence grows rusty, one can't trust oneself to figure out how to get out of a maze that grows more complex by the day.
A cold war vendetta grows up between us. As I'm twelve and as it's my unconscious habit to stuff my sense of grief, I walk forward with a smile on my face, while my heart constricts within a deeply confused space. Though a large portion of me feels devastated, I perceive of myself as whole—because I've no clue that my self confidence with guys was pummeled on that bus. And during Jr. High, what little is left of my self confidence will grow rusty behind a wall of denial, deep inside my mind.
When self confidence grows rusty, one can't trust oneself to figure out how to get out of a maze that grows more complex by the day.
Each time my eyes seek out Joseph's, I recoil from the sting of his stony stare. As he shoots me 'the finger', it does not occur to me to wonder if he stares wistfully at me when my attention is elsewhere. As he'd been my invitation to the party, I do not go. Does he? I have no clue. And that party is only the first of many to come ...
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